In particular, Zhuo Yongsi, who has the inheritance of the two swords, is the Tianjiao of the East Palace, and has experienced the baptism of the Dan Beast Dabi, so as soon as he opened his mouth, the juniors and disciples immediately echoed him.

Only the blame Zimo, who was not good at words, did not participate in the boasting of his brothers and sisters, his eyes were haggard, and his gaze fell lightly on the back of a young girl in the crowded crowd.

Among the monks of the same generation of Dongling, only the Ten Blades are the most powerful?

Regarding everyone's discussions, Zhu Zimo sneered in his heart.

That's because you don't know how small you are!

A really small smile and a frown appeared in his mind, and he couldn't even tell the difference between the emotions rippling in his heart at the moment, whether it was sour or proud......

Just when everyone sighed vigorously at the Jinghong Bridge, Lian Zimiao, who had been sitting on the stool with a gloomy face, suddenly let out a low roar from his throat.

"Three stinky knives, they have been hidden and have not come to visit Senior Brother Ben!"

"I want you to be lazy! I want you not to cultivate! When I get you caught, I'll do it a hundred times! ”

At this moment, the atmosphere on the front peak changed suddenly, and even Zhuo Yongsi and Leng Bo, who were talking heartily, wisely closed their mouths.

Well!

There is a murderous aura!

No one thought that Lian Zimiao had such a deep grudge against the three knives that did not show up.

Everyone looked for their voices, and saw the picture of Lian Zimiao slowly getting up from the stool.

He moved very slowly, as if he was carrying two huge mountains on his shoulders, and his gait gave people an extremely heavy feeling. And in his deep pupils, a demonic cold light flashed.

The breath of gods and demons spread in the air.

Those present couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Even the Seven Venerables are not spared, although they are of the same level, but Lian Zimiao has a supreme aura of heaven and earth luck!

Lian Zimao: What is this for?

Zihuan felt that the breathing of his new master, Wan Shuirong, was obviously chaotic.

"What? What is Lian Shaozun talking about? Why can't the old man understand? The elders of Tianhai Valley looked at each other.

As soon as Ji Zimo heard the word "reward", the whole person was pumped into a kelp out of the water, and directly waved the really small shadow from his mind.

It's terrible!

The so-called "reward" of the God of War Temple is to cut off a hundred purple bamboos in the back mountain, go to the waterfall to bear the impact of flowing water for an hour, enter the beast cage and tear off a pillar of incense with three beasts of the same level, burn the smoke valley, and bear the stone twenty times......

One reward, a total of 10 projects, must be completed within one day. They usually have to complete it every 10 days, and if they don't do it well, they double it the next day.

All this hard work doesn't sound like much.

But who knows, the purple bamboo growing in the Temple of the God of War is as hard as a top-grade spiritual treasure! Not to mention the waterfall water that freezes the soul, the war beast that is fed frantic by the elixir, and a rock that weighs a thousand catties......

As soon as he thought of this, even Zhuo Yongsi, who had just been making a big fuss, turned pale.

There were three juniors who didn't come to the God of War Temple to report.

It's pathetic.

We haven't met yet...... You will be rewarded to death!

"Hahahaha!"

Under everyone's attention, a series of wild laughter broke out, and Lian Zimiao suddenly stretched out his left hand high above his head, pinched the corner of the air, and tore it down!

A purple gold seal appeared out of thin air!

Airplanes!

At the moment when the magic weapon appeared, the two Heavenly Sea Valley Supreme Ancestors only heard a buzzing in their ears, and somehow they slipped from the stool to the ground to sit.